The Vicious Fat Wife Dressed as a Disabled General

Chapter 161 Treating People Sincerely
Jiang Zhinuan hurried, and when he returned to the reed marsh, it was already time to eat.

Di Qing didn't wait for her to come back, so she steamed a pot of rice first. Jiang Zhinuan bought a lot of vegetables today, so in order not to delay the chefs from eating, she could only simply stir-fry a few home-cooked dishes.

Fortunately, I bought a lot of pork. Jiang Zhinuan first stewed a pot of braised pork. While waiting for the braised pork, he hurriedly prepared some vegetarian dishes. The chefs are rare for her cooking skills, even the most common Chinese cabbage. Jiang Zhinuan's stir-fried dishes are even more delicious than those made at home.

They don't want to eat meat every day, the masters don't pick, as long as they can eat enough.

However, Jiang Zhinuan is a generous boss, knowing that they work hard, and the daily lunch, no matter how much, always has meat.

The masters have been working for more than [-] years. They have done jobs in nearby towns in this town, and even in the next county. Whether it is a big family or a small house, like Jiang Zhinuan She is really the first one who treats them kindly.

The masters thought of Jiang Zhinuan's good work in their hearts, so the job was naturally done quickly and well.

After lunch, when Jiang Zhinuan dived into the reeds to shovel duck droppings, the masters actually made a whole circle of wooden fences around the house halfway up the mountain.

Even the field next to the house was surrounded.

Jiang Zhinuan was stunned when she saw it. She stepped forward and tried the wooden fence with all her strength. The piles were deep and the wood was thick and strong. Generally, two or three hundred catties like hers could not be broken at all. These wooden fences have As tall as a person, the hollowed out parts are very small and dense, and the field of vision is only a little obstructed, but this circle of wooden fences, as small as squirrels and wild cats, as large as wild boars and hyenas, cannot get in!
It's really a good design, Jiang Zhinuan loves it so much.

"How is it? Do you like it?" Uncle Zhang came over at some point.

Jiang Zhinuan nodded again and again: "I like it so much. With this wooden fence, it is really much safer. Although it is not dangerous to live here for so many days, but after a long time, there will be wild animals smelling it. came."

"Yes, with this wooden fence, at least it will be safer."

Jiang Zhinuan hurriedly thanked Uncle Zhang: "It's because you are thoughtful. I also thought about it. I will arrange these after I settle down. I didn't expect you to arrange it."

Uncle Zhang waved his hand: "I didn't arrange this."

"Huh?" Di Qing was stunned for a moment, it wasn't Uncle Zhang, could it be Di Qing?
Uncle Zhang smiled and said: "It was the masters' idea. They offered to help you make this wooden fence. Yesterday you bought a dog and came back. The masters learned that you are afraid of noise at night. They will help you make it today." over this wooden fence."

When Jiang Zhinuan looked up, the masters were building the kitchen, and the kitchen was generally ready, and there were still some small details that could be finished this afternoon.

Seeing her looking over, the masters just wiped the sweat off their faces and smiled at her innocently.

Jiang Zhinuan was moved. In this simple and simple era, she knew that as long as you treat others with sincerity, others will treat you with sincerity.

That afternoon, she got into the reed marshes, caught more than a dozen ducks and marinated them together in two pots at home, and brought them to the masters when they returned home.

If the pot wasn't big enough, she could have cooked more.

I originally thought that I would be free in the afternoon, so I would take the protective clothing and go into the mountains with Brother Shuangzhu to pick a few honeycombs and boil beeswax to make the nest foundation. Mountain.

Brother Shuangzhu followed his uncle to reclaim the fields on the terraced fields, and Jiang Zhinuan didn't think about the nest at night.

She had to hurry up and try to see if the nest foundation mold could be used, and if it couldn't, she had to hurry up and use the earth method to make the nest foundation.

After dinner, the two children pestered Jiang Zhinuan to make maltose.

"Mother, mother, our wheat seedlings are already tall, can we make maltose?"

Jiang Zhinuan originally agreed to make it for the children during the day, but she never had a moment of leisure during the day. The wheat seedlings would be too old no matter how long they grew, so Jiang Zhinuan could only nod in agreement.

"I'll give it to you later, I just bought sweet potatoes today."

"Okay then, mother, you should do your work first, and then help us when you're done."

Di Qing coaxed the two children to find the old uncle to play with, Jiang Zhinuan hesitated for a moment, and decided to melt the finished piece of beeswax nest foundation directly.

Seeing her cleaning the pot, throwing the beeswax foundation into it, and about to start the fire, Di Qing hurriedly stopped her: "This was made with great difficulty, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Zhinuan could only explain: "Beeswax will melt when exposed to heat. I'm going to melt it and pour it into a mold to see if it can successfully come out of the nest foundation."

"What if it can't? Isn't this film a waste?"

"That can't be helped. Although it's an uncertain thing, you have to experiment if you want to experiment. If this mold can be used, it will save a lot of trouble in the future."

Therefore, even at the risk of wasting this piece of beeswax foundation, Jiang Zhinuan would give it a try.

Di Qing had no choice but to sit down and help her light the fire.

"It's fine to cook slowly on a low heat. When the beeswax is all melted, you call me, and I will prepare to make maltose first."

Jiang Zhinuan had been busy for another whole day, and Di Qing was very distressed: "It's getting late, why don't you do it tomorrow, after the beeswax is finished, you go to rest early."

Jiang Zhinuan shook his head: "I have to do what I promised my child. Besides, I'm not tired. Making maltose is very simple. I'll go to rest after finishing."

"Just spoil them." Di Qing said helplessly.

Jiang Zhinuan smiled: "Yes, I am their mother, if I don't spoil them, who will spoil them?"

After finishing speaking, she took out the wooden tray that An Bao and Ning Bao carefully watered every day, and opened the wooden cover on it. The wheat seedlings inside were tender and green, and had already grown a long section.

No matter how long the barley grows, it will not be suitable for making maltose, but it is just right now.

Jiang Zhinuan cleaned the few sweet potatoes he bought today, found another rough stone, burned it in the fire for a while to sterilize it, cleaned it carefully and put it in a wooden basin to grind the sweet potatoes.

It would be great if there is a wall breaking machine, this sweet potato can be crushed in a few minutes.

Right now, she can only use the most primitive and laborious method, holding the sweet potato in her hand and grinding it bit by bit on a rough stone. To make maltose, it is very laborious to grind the sweet potato as finely as possible.

When Di Qing saw it and wanted to help, Jiang Zhinuan shook his head: "You just concentrate on looking at the beeswax, it will be very fast, after it is all melted, you can pour the beeswax into the mold."

"OK then."

Di Qing was indeed very fast. It only took about half an hour for the beeswax to completely melt. After Di Qing wiped the mold clean, he followed Jiang Zhinuan's instructions and poured the melted beeswax into the mold with a pot, then took it aside and waited. It just cools down naturally.

Here, Jiang Zhinuan only ground half a sweet potato in such a short while.

"I'll still come."

Jiang Zhinuan sighed: "Pick off the malt from the gauze, wash it, and find a stone mortar to pound it."

Di Qing snorted, "How much do you need to smash?"

"Crush as much as you can, and it's best to break it into juice."

Di Qing nodded: "Okay, I'll do it, you rest for a while, I'll grind the sweet potatoes after pounding the malt."

Jiang Zhinuan smiled: "Come on, what are you going to do alone? We are not tired from working together as a husband and wife, so finish work early and rest early."

(End of this chapter)